you wonder where it went
what could have lasted longer
a shell casing that's been spent
just about now
you start to sort it out
the fault was not with you
self- importance hasn't doubt
just about now
you have no regret
as you move forward
one less fret
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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